My Early Blog Attempts
It's tough to blog every day about cancer while you're slogging through the hell of treatments and all the accompanying side effects, both physical and emotional. I wanted to keep it light, amusing, delightful, even. Who was I kidding? Most of the time I was not having a wonderful life. Oh, believe me, I would squeeze as much fun and sun and recreation into my life as I possibly could. I love being in Los Angeles, California. There's so much to see and do. I do not like to sit around sulking about being sick. In fact, after losing my "day job", I didn't feel up to spending hours sitting in a chair to type a blog every day. I didn't feel like sitting in a chair much, at all. It's painful. I still have scar tissue from the surgery that hurts almost as much as the cancer did, unless I remember to take my Noxicare.
My former blog was at Blogspot on Google. Here's a link to those old posts: http://analcancerisshitty.blogspot.com/
I plan to blog more regularly, now that it seems obvious that I'm going to live long and be well. And even if I'm not... I'm here for the long haul. I'm busily finishing my book, Anal Cancer is Really Shitty, and soon you'll be able to download a copy or order a print on demand version. At least that its he plan, unless a publisher makes me and my illustrator Joe Russo a couple of offers we just can't refuse.
Until then, you can feel free to check in here and see how it's going. I'm excited to finally be spending hours each day, plugging away at the manuscript.
I sometimes include pages and pages of stuff that I realize would be much better suited for one of the other books I'm planning to write. So a couple of those projects are developing nicely, too, while I try to stick to my outline. I'll leave the rants about my crappy former marriage or my post-divorce dating disasters as "inspiration" for the totally farcical fiction book I'm fabricating, called, "Desperate for Deathbed Romance," about a divorcee who finds out she has cancer and mounts a campaign to find the love of her life before it's too late. Will there be anyone to sit at her bedside, weeping, stroking her cheek, and mourning the loss of his lifelong love? Can there be "lifelong love" if you're starting near life's finish line?
Feel free to send me your comments. You can email to me: sue@analcancerisreallyshitty.com. Also feel free to send me questions, if you're here and you are scared "shitless" about the cancer journey you've found yourself taking. I may not be finished with the manuscript, but I've certainly covered a lot of territory in and out of and in between treatments:
Diagnosis, psychotic break, HIKING!! chemo and radiation, YOGA!!, surgery, colostomy, multiple complications, more temporary insanity, (pain meds), more chemo, RUNNING!, damaged ureter, stents, a metastasis, another surgery with mega-transfusions, CYCLING!!!, more stents, infections, sepsis, vertigo, SWIMMING!!!! YAY, working, losing jobs, more chemo, dead kidney, TRAVELING!!!, kidney removal, pelvic insufficiency fractures, bone scans, mammograms, PET-CT scans, MRI scans, shrunken body parts, and hearing from the doctor, "It is time for you to disconnect from the medical industry." There's always a lurking fear when you wonder what might come next... and how to start life over, after all the crises are finished.
From the day you hear the "C" word to the day you realize you are a SURVIVOR, I intend to be available as a resource to cheer you on as you battle a disease that does not have to "end" you. Let's live long and die of something completely different, shall we? About a hundred years from now.
My former blog was at Blogspot on Google. Here's a link to those old posts: http://analcancerisshitty.blogspot.com/
I plan to blog more regularly, now that it seems obvious that I'm going to live long and be well. And even if I'm not... I'm here for the long haul. I'm busily finishing my book, Anal Cancer is Really Shitty, and soon you'll be able to download a copy or order a print on demand version. At least that its he plan, unless a publisher makes me and my illustrator Joe Russo a couple of offers we just can't refuse.
Until then, you can feel free to check in here and see how it's going. I'm excited to finally be spending hours each day, plugging away at the manuscript.
I sometimes include pages and pages of stuff that I realize would be much better suited for one of the other books I'm planning to write. So a couple of those projects are developing nicely, too, while I try to stick to my outline. I'll leave the rants about my crappy former marriage or my post-divorce dating disasters as "inspiration" for the totally farcical fiction book I'm fabricating, called, "Desperate for Deathbed Romance," about a divorcee who finds out she has cancer and mounts a campaign to find the love of her life before it's too late. Will there be anyone to sit at her bedside, weeping, stroking her cheek, and mourning the loss of his lifelong love? Can there be "lifelong love" if you're starting near life's finish line?
Feel free to send me your comments. You can email to me: sue@analcancerisreallyshitty.com. Also feel free to send me questions, if you're here and you are scared "shitless" about the cancer journey you've found yourself taking. I may not be finished with the manuscript, but I've certainly covered a lot of territory in and out of and in between treatments:
Diagnosis, psychotic break, HIKING!! chemo and radiation, YOGA!!, surgery, colostomy, multiple complications, more temporary insanity, (pain meds), more chemo, RUNNING!, damaged ureter, stents, a metastasis, another surgery with mega-transfusions, CYCLING!!!, more stents, infections, sepsis, vertigo, SWIMMING!!!! YAY, working, losing jobs, more chemo, dead kidney, TRAVELING!!!, kidney removal, pelvic insufficiency fractures, bone scans, mammograms, PET-CT scans, MRI scans, shrunken body parts, and hearing from the doctor, "It is time for you to disconnect from the medical industry." There's always a lurking fear when you wonder what might come next... and how to start life over, after all the crises are finished.
From the day you hear the "C" word to the day you realize you are a SURVIVOR, I intend to be available as a resource to cheer you on as you battle a disease that does not have to "end" you. Let's live long and die of something completely different, shall we? About a hundred years from now.
My Favorite Post Surgery Pain Relief
Surgery is very painful, and the recovery process is long. The hospital may send you home with a prescription for a narcotic pain reliever. They can be very effective, but they're addictive and side effects can be severe.
I personally had some very disturbing side effects from drugs like Vicodin and Percocet, and I really cannot afford to risk having those reactions again. I found a pain medicine that worked for me without producing such harsh side effects, but I really hoped to find one that would have no side effects, whatsoever.
I saw an ad for Noxicare while I was recovering from having a kidney removed (a casualty of radiation damage). I saw that the product comes with a money back guarantee, so I ordered a bottle. It was incredible how effectively Noxicare reduced my pain without any of the mental fog or other adverse effects of the prescription pain medicines I'd taken.
I immediately began to tell all my friends and relatives who have aches and pains about Noxicare. Since I was recovering from major surgery, my doctor was doubtful that Noxicare would relieve my pain, but it did. I was able to stop using my prescription pain reliever and rely entirely on Noxicare to eliminate pain.
I am going to keep ordering Noxicare, because working out like an athlete at the gym, in an effort to rebuild my health does result in some temporary aches and pains. I'm actually thrilled to be feeling muscular pain. A trainer told me that in order to build new muscle, I need to tear down my existing muscle. And I'm also building bone, which is very important, since radiation thinned my pelvis. I can handle a little pain, but I can count on Noxicare to make me unaware of it, so that I can rest comfortably while my body rebuilds.
I personally had some very disturbing side effects from drugs like Vicodin and Percocet, and I really cannot afford to risk having those reactions again. I found a pain medicine that worked for me without producing such harsh side effects, but I really hoped to find one that would have no side effects, whatsoever.
I saw an ad for Noxicare while I was recovering from having a kidney removed (a casualty of radiation damage). I saw that the product comes with a money back guarantee, so I ordered a bottle. It was incredible how effectively Noxicare reduced my pain without any of the mental fog or other adverse effects of the prescription pain medicines I'd taken.
I immediately began to tell all my friends and relatives who have aches and pains about Noxicare. Since I was recovering from major surgery, my doctor was doubtful that Noxicare would relieve my pain, but it did. I was able to stop using my prescription pain reliever and rely entirely on Noxicare to eliminate pain.
I am going to keep ordering Noxicare, because working out like an athlete at the gym, in an effort to rebuild my health does result in some temporary aches and pains. I'm actually thrilled to be feeling muscular pain. A trainer told me that in order to build new muscle, I need to tear down my existing muscle. And I'm also building bone, which is very important, since radiation thinned my pelvis. I can handle a little pain, but I can count on Noxicare to make me unaware of it, so that I can rest comfortably while my body rebuilds.